The sun blazed high overhead as Frank approached the pool, his eyes immediately drawn to the figure lounging on a chaise lounge. Misty, his neighbor, was sunbathing in a skimpy bikini that left little to the imagination. Frank couldn't help but feel a twinge of excitement as he took in her toned physique.
"Hey there, Misty," Frank said, trying to keep his voice casual. "I thought I'd come over and see how you're doing. My wife will be gone for a few more days, you know."
Misty opened one eye lazily and regarded him with a look of disgust. "Thanks for the update, Frank. But I'm not interested. Go away."
Frank felt a pang of disappointment, but he wasn't one to give up easily. He tried to flirt with her, making small talk and complimenting her on her appearance. But Misty was having none of it. She turned her back to him and closed her eyes again, effectively shutting him down.
Feeling dejected, Frank retreated back to his own yard. But he wasn't alone for long. His friend Joe came over, eyeing Misty with unabashed admiration.
"Man, she is something else," Joe said, whistling low. "You're a lucky guy, Frank."
Frank scoffed. "Lucky? I don't think so. She's not interested in me."
Joe clapped him on the back. "Well, that's where you're wrong, my friend. I have a plan to teach her a lesson."
Frank raised an eyebrow. "What kind of lesson?"
Joe grinned. "A lesson in humility. We'll take away her swimsuit and towels, forcing her to go upstairs naked."
Frank's eyes widened. "That's...that's crazy. She'll never go for it."
Joe shrugged. "We'll see about that. I'll sneak up and steal her swimsuit while you remove the towels."
Before Frank could protest, Joe was gone, creeping towards Misty with stealthy grace. Frank watched in amazement as Joe snatched the bikini top from Misty's chest, causing her to sit up with a start. Frank quickly removed the towels, leaving Misty completely exposed.
Misty's face turned beet red as she realized what had happened. She quickly covered herself with her hands, looking around in panic. Frank and Joe jumped out from their hiding spots, grinning with excitement.
"Well, well, well," Joe said, eyeing Misty's bare body with appreciation. "Looks like we caught you off guard."
Misty glared at them, her eyes flashing with anger. "You bastards. Give me back my swimsuit!"
Frank and Joe exchanged a look, then moved towards Misty with lustful intent. Frank grabbed her from behind, groping her breasts as Joe moved in front of her, his eyes fixed on her pussy. Misty instinctively covered herself, trying to push Frank away. But he was too strong.
The three of them fell onto a nearby couch, their bodies tangled together. Frank and Joe worked Misty's pussy, bringing her to a fever pitch of excitement. Frank then stuck his cock in Misty's mouth, and she began to suck him off while Joe masturbated.
Frank then fucked Misty doggy-style while she sucked off Joe. Misty, overwhelmed with pleasure, welcomed the two men's advances. Frank ejaculated a large load into Misty's mouth, and she cleaned herself up with a towel.
Frank and Joe chuckled at the lesson they had taught Misty, who felt overwhelmed with shame. But as she looked at the two men, she couldn't help but feel a twinge of excitement once again. Maybe they weren't so bad after all.
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